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Behind that painted grin and black button nose was Paul McCartney. Together with his wife Linda, 33, and their three children, Paul, 32, was enjoying Mardi Gras in New Orleans. Thoroughly disguised as a manic clown, he cavorted down St. Charles Avenue and watched the Rex parade. The McCartneys have been secluded in New Orleans since mid-January, and this was their coming-out party. Paul is also making a record album, using local jazz musicians. Linda plays along on the organ. Paul was so impressed by the festivities that he wrote a new song, My Carnival, for his album...
...humiliation for hours when they miss a shot. Glenn Hall once said: "Having a goal scored against you is like getting your pants taken down in front of 15,000 people." Though Parent is not exactly light-hearted about giving up goals, he can take some with a grin. In a game against Buffalo last year, Sabre Left Winger Rick Martin sent a hard shot screaming over Parent's shoulder into the net. When Bobby Clarke skated by the Flyer goalie to encourage him, he heard Parent laughing and saying behind his mask, "Gee that kid can shoot." Another...
Before every period, Parent crosses himself with his stick. "I ask God to protect me and help the team," he says, adding with a grin, "but I never ask him to win a game." On the ice, Parent seeks security in other ways. Unlike some goalies who roam out in front of the net or behind it to feed the puck to teammates, Parent sticks close and admits his sense of security increases as he moves back toward the goal. "It's like a kid who goes to the woods with his father," he says. "As long...
When a Johnson assistant once defended King's antiwar activities, L.B.J. exploded: "Goddammit, if only you could hear what that hypocritical preacher does sexually." The aide tried to joke. "Sounds good, Mr. President," he said. A huge grin appeared momentarily on Johnson's face, but he quickly caught it and returned to his threatening self...
Flanagan is a short, burly, handsome man with a beaverish grin. He wears a different tie to court every day and their florid colors are rivalled in the dull courtroom only by the countenances of his fellow prosecutors. Joseph I. Mulligan, Charles Dunn and Donald Brennan are a trio with vinous-colored faces and gray hair, that has rarely rustled from the branch, inhaling the soporific incense of their sedentary station at the prosecution table. Flanagan does the arguing...